A regular muggle living in an all to muggle-world, a little part of me died when i realised i'd never get to go to hogwarts. i want to be 11 again. but it's too late, cause severus snape's already dead. so is michael jackson. why am i always just a little too late?

Anyways... I'm Faried. Turning older on every 2208..

Just found out the truth yesterday night. Was kindda sad, but i couldn't tell. It was a mixture of sadness and broken hearted. It wasn't the answer that i expected. BUT, what the hack, i got all over it this morning, but still feel kindda sad, no wonder it rained. I would need to do something to win her heart back. Regreted what i have not done last time.

This is the trouble, if you try to get mix up with LOVE... You got to played it smooth and slow. slowly win her heart, day by day, she would come closer to you. BUt, if you did not get the answer you expect to get, be prepare... Sometimes if you try to get in this LOVE life, its better not to, if you can't handle the truth, it would only hurt yourself, rather than make you happy. For all my 15 years of life, i've learn alot, enough to make me regret what i've done for the past few years. All this time, it just brought me into... Well, something...

Labels: Depresion